His world

Lord Frederick's POV

I found her seated at the dining table, already having breakfast. Our eyes met, and she flashed a welcoming smile at me, warming my heart while memories of my dream replayed in my head.

“Good morning,” she greeted cheerfully, seeming to be in a good mood.

“Morning, sunshine,” I replied, not realizing when that slipped out of my lips. I saw her eyes light up, and she blushed and looked away, making me wonder if it was really my words that had such an effect on her.

“You seem to be in a good mood this morning,” I asked curiously as I took my seat across from her.

“Come on,” she rolled her eyes. “Is it a crime to be in a good mood?” She murmured and scoffed. “You know that's not what I meant. Is that you look unusually happy…” I trailed off and saw her shrug her shoulders. “Well…” she trailed off and held my gaze, giving me the opportunity to hold on to her bright sea-blue eyes. She seemed to be glowing this morning, and I couldn’t tell what had happened last ni